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song for the deaf 打印此页

歌手：queens of the stone age 专辑：songs for the deaf

Nobody抯 coming down the hall

Nobody echoes in my head

Broken reflection had a look

Nobody ever needed her

I got what was

I want to take what's left

Ready now

Beautiful senses are gone

Canary in a gilded cage

Queens Of The Stone Age

Singin

Sweet, soft, and low

I will poison you all

Come closer, racing to your turn

I got what was

I want to take what's left

No talk will cure

What's lost, or save what's left

For the deaf

I can go get fucked

Lie beside the ditch

Strung out every stictch

Who are you hiding

Is it safe for the deaf

Beautiful cancer

Infiltrate and forget

And I saw you coming

And I heard not a thing

A mistake not to listen

When I knew where you'd been

And I got what was

I want to take what's left

No talk will cure

What's lost, or save what's

get em high 打印此页

歌手：kanye west 专辑：the college dropout

[Kanye West]

I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh

I'm tryin to catch the beat

I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh

I'm tryin to catch the beat

[Chorus: Kanye West]

N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands

GET EM HIGH

All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man

GET EM HIGH

Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands

KEEP EM HIGH

And if ya losin yo high than smoke again

KEEP EM HIGH

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

N-n-n-now, my flow

Is in the pocket like Wallace, I got the bounce like hydrolics

I can't call it, I got the swerve like alchoooool-ics

My freshman year I was goin through hell, a problem

Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta collllllll-ege

My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her why don't you kill me

I give a fuck if you fail me, I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow

My heart, and if you follow the charts, to the plaques or the stacks

You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see

I'm so shy that you thought it was bashfull but this

bastard's flow will bash a skull

And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Tro

And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro

And I won't, give you that money that you askin fo'

Why you think, me and Dame cool, we ask hoes

That's why we here your music in fast fo'

Cuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo'

[Chorus: Kanye West]

N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands

GET EM HIGH

All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man

GET EM HIGH

Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands

KEEP EM HIGH

And if ya losin yo high than smoke again

KEEP EM HIGH

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this

E-mailin me at 11:26, tellin me that she 36-26, plus double-d

You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee

At NYU but she headed from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on

campus

Sent me a picture with a feelin on Candice

Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis

W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, your screen saver say tweet

So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend

His name Kweli

(You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)

I mean

(That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)

I mean

(You don't really know him, why is you lyin)

Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, please pickup the line

She gon' think that I'm lyin, just spit a couple of lines

Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]

Yeah

I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dolls but

GET EM HIGH, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out

And my rhymes as fittin to blow you tryin to blow back south

Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo

I though you meet that chickit that got friends with yo moms

And she's the bomb, boy she got the boujI behavior

Always got somethin to say like a bookee playa hater

Anyway, I don't usualy fuck a interneter

Draws stuck to they arm like Nicorette

You really fuckin that much, you tryin to get off cigarettes

And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet

I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate

I got the bubble cushion a sister could get ahead of it

[Verse 4: Common]

Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke

A high filled with dope

Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes

The real nigga quotes

Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, control rap is not a

Used soup it still got life, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs

Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show

Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you

You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you

How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead

I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is to sexy to even make songs like these

That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys

To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is populer

Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin her

Album, how come, you the hot garbager

The years clear your image and snooped up

Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick

Man you a dick with a loose nut

Video hard to watch like Medusa

Even your club record need a booster

Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illeaterate nigga

Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king like Simba

Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper

You dansin for money like honey, I did this my way

So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye

Spittin through wires and fires, emcees retirin

Got yo hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then

[Chorus: Kanye West]

N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands

GET EM HIGH

All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man

GET EM HIGH

Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands

KEEP EM HIGH

And if ya losin yo high than smoke again

KEEP EM HIGH

the decline 打印此页

歌手：nofx 专辑：the decline

Where are all the stupid people from?

And how抎 they get to be so dumb?

Bred on purple mountain range

Feed amber waves of grains

To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on

Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)

Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)

Fear of god

The fear of change

The fear of truth

Add the bill of rights, subtract the wrongs

There抯 no answers

Memorize and sing star spangled songs

When the questions

Aren抰 ever asked

Is anybody learning from the past?

We抮e living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?

I took that 22

A gift to me from you

To bed with me each night

Kept it clean

Polished it well

Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt

There抯 a carcass of my second kill

Down, by the park, under stone, under pine

There抯 a carcass of my brother william

Brother where, have you gone to?

I swear, I never thought I could

I see so many times

They told me to shoot straight

Don抰 pull the trigger, squeeze

That will insure a kill

A kill is what you want

A kill is why we breed

The christians love their guns

The church and nra

Pray for their salvations

Prey on the lower faiths

The story book抯 been read

And every line believed

Curriculum抯 been set

Logic is a threat

Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in michigan

A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime

A dime is worth a lot more in detroit

A dime in california, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months

It抯 hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass

Asphyxiation is simple and fast

It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch

Don抰 think (stay)

Drink your wine (home)

Watch the fire burn (be)

His problems not mine (safe)

Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling

(for each senseless killing)

For every senseless killing

I抎 buy a government

America抯 for sale

And you can get a good deal on it

(a good deal on it)

And make a healthy profit

Or maybe, tear it apart

Start with assumption

That a million people are smart

Smarter than one

Serotonin抯 gone

She gave up, drifted away

Sara fled, thought process gone

She left her answering machine on

The greeting left spoken sincere

Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day

A million more transmissions lay

Victims of the laissez faire

Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns

A hundred decibels turns to one

One bullet, one empty head

Now with serotonin gone

The man who used to speak

Performs a cute routine

Feel a little patronized

Don抰 feel bad

They found a way inside your head

And you feel a bit misled

It抯 not that they don抰 care, yeah

The television抯 put a thought inside your head

Llike a barry manilow, jingle

I抎 like, to teach the world to sing

In perfect harmony

A symphonic blank stare, yeah

It doesn抰 make you care (make you care)

Not designed to make you care (make you care)

They抮e betting you won抰 care (you won抰...)

Place a wager on your greed

A wager on your pride

Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore

Intellectually spayed

We are the queer

Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain

Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe

One more prayer to keep us warm

One more prayer to keep us safe

There抯 gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war

Lost the things worth living for

Lost the will to win the fight

One more pill to kill the pain

Na na na na na

La na na na na

Na na na na na

The going get tough, the tough get debt

Don抰 pay attention, pay the rent

Next of kins pay for your sins

A little faith should keep us safe

Save us

The human, existence

Is failing, resistance

Essential, the future

Written off, the odds are

Astronomically against us

Only moron and genius

Would fight a losing battle

Against the super ego

When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives

We know the truth, but prefer lies

Lies are simple, simple is bliss

Why go against tradition when we can

Admit defeat, live in decline

Be the victim of our own design

The status quo, built on suspect

Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members

Club we抳e got ours

I抎 like to introduce you to our host

He抯 got his, and I抳e got mine

Meet the decline

We are the queer

We are the whore

Ammunition

In the class war

We are worker

We love our queen

We sacrifice

We抮e soilent green

We are the queer

We are the whore

Ammunition

In the class war